At this point, even without a paternity test, how could she not tell the truth of the matter?

"Enough!" A married woman can break down in an instant. The saying that "it's all about work and family" is absolutely true.

Liu Fang looked at Han Jiayin's family with reddened eyes, "So you came here to..."

"Of course Bai Liang should take responsibility for Jia Yin and the child! What? You're denying it now that you've taken your pants off?"

Han's mother spoke with such conviction that Liu Fang felt like her brain was about to explode.

But I'm already quite old, and getting a divorce now... But if I don't get a divorce, the thought of my husband, who's beside me every day, having a mistress and an illegitimate child outside is disgusting.

By this time, Liu Fang seemed to have accepted what had happened and regained her composure. She lowered her eyes, seemingly looking at something.

"Let's go upstairs first. I'm ashamed, even if you're not."

"Wife..."

Bai Liang was about to say something more when Liu Fang glared at him, silencing him. Seeing this, Bai Liang didn't dare say anything more.

Inside the room, Han Jiayin looked at the fairly standard room, her face expressionless, seemingly numb to the matter.

Actually, when Bai Liang decided to stop teaching her, she wanted to pretend that what happened between the two of them had never happened. After all, she had been a mistress for profit, and had given her body for profit.

But now, hearing the person she once shared the closest things with saying things that slander her, even defaming her, is simply...

Fine, since that's how it is, then none of us will have an easy time.

The scene of the design competition.

Looking at Tong Lu, whose grades were still firmly in first place, Qi Jiu's appreciation for her grew more and more obvious; she was practically wearing the word 'satisfaction' on her face.

Such talent needs to be carefully discovered.

When the match ended, Tong Lu remained seated below, staring intently at her. It was as if he was waiting for her, or perhaps observing her.

Qi Jiu on the stage watched her until almost everyone in the venue had left, and then slowly walked down from the stage.

Why aren't you leaving yet?

Tong Lu looked at her, her expression barely changing, her eyes fixed on her. "I finally understand what the president did."

The girl nodded without speaking, and instead took out the original design draft that Tong Lu had given her, the same one that Yuan Ye had asked Tong Lu to give her.

"I've pointed out the parts that I think are inappropriate. Of course, if you feel that your design is better, you can choose not to change it. After all, there's no standard answer to design; just follow your own heart."

Tong Lu looked down at the manuscript in her hand, a hint of amazement flashing in her eyes.

The annotations above aren't numerous, but each one is perfectly written. Looking at them, some of Qi Jiu's annotations elevate her design to a whole new level.

"Thank you, Teacher G!"

Tong Lu's expression only changes when she sees a manuscript or something related to work. Right now, her excitement comes from the manuscript in her hand, which reminds Qi Jiu of Yuan Ye's words.

Is Tong Lu's current personality a result of her family of origin? Why? Are there really parents who don't love their children?

"You don't need to call me that, just call me junior." Qi Jiu looked at the slightly bright eyes in hers and was a little confused.

What kind of family environment can change a person's personality? Actually, Tong Lu has a very beautiful smile, though she herself doesn't realize it and doesn't like to smile much. It's precisely because she doesn't smile often that she gives off a feeling of being difficult to get along with.

"That won't do. Your current identity isn't just known in China; it's been made into international news."

The girl waved her hand dismissively, "So what? You're a senior at University A, and I'm a freshman at University A. It doesn't matter. You can call me 'teacher' when you've made your mark on the international stage and become an international designer."

She doesn't plan to continue living such a tiring life right now.

In the end, Qi Jiu left the competition venue, and Yuan Ye looked at Tong Lu, who was staring blankly with her head down, and sighed.

What a wonderful child, and now he's turned out like this for this reason.

Qi Group.

Perhaps the people in the group already knew the girl's identity and even accepted it. Now, seeing her was like seeing their president, and they were very informal in their speech and greetings.

Every time he saw her, he would bow and scrape as if he were seeing Qi Silin.

Chongyu looked at them and pursed her lips. "You guys... you've never treated me like this before?"

The receptionist: "..." She ran away.

When Chongyu and Qijiu entered the president's office, they saw the man looking down at the documents on the table, making marks on them with a pen in his hand.

The girl stood at the door, looking at his profile as he worked, and surprisingly, she crossed her arms and began to admire him.

Chongyu was stunned by his actions, and then she actually copied him, crossing her arms and staring intently at him.

Qi Silin, feeling the gazes of both men: "..."

"By the way, Qiqi, do you know? That designer who was just expelled from the Design Guild, eh? What was his name again? Bai something? Bai Deng? Bai Guang?"

Chongyu smacked her lips, as if she didn't remember very clearly.

"...Is it possible that his name is Bai Liang?"

"Aww." Chongyu reached out and touched the curly hair on his head. "Almost done."

Aren't lamps and lights just about being bright? Pretty much the same thing.

Bai Liang: "..."

He waved his hand. "I remember that student of his used to be at odds with you, you know? Bai Liang is a married man! His apprentice seems to want to get pregnant, and she came directly to your door!"

The girl pursed her lips and glanced at him. "Where did you get this information? How do you know all this?"

Although Chong Yu is in and out of the Qi family every day, the Chong family sometimes needs him to manage it, so how could he have time to gossip like this?

"We had someone investigate. Wasn't she always picking on you before? My brother and I couldn't stand it anymore, so we acted as vigilantes. You didn't expect this, did you? This time we actually found something good."

Qi Jiu: "..."

"Let me continue. When her apprentice came to their door, Bai Liang and his wife had just returned from grocery shopping and ran into them! They made a scene in the neighborhood, and the security guards and residents all saw it. Now Bai Liang is divorced, he's in a terrible situation."

He shook his head. "Tsk tsk tsk, serves him right. How could anyone be so beastly as to take off their pants and not want to take responsibility?"

"Aren't there enough things like this in society these days? Everyone says art comes from life, but look at TV dramas and novels, there are even more outrageous ones."

Qi Jiu smiled and, as soon as she stepped inside, saw the Chong family's contract on the table. "You and A Lin are inseparable, so why did you need to send this contract?"